The martial arts arena is very spacious. At this time, a huge arena has been built, with a length of more than 20 feet and a width of more than 20 feet.
Upon arriving at this place, Mu Baisheng was immediately invited over by the elders of the Zihong Sect. The heads of the three major sects would discuss the details of this competition together.
As soon as Mu Baisheng left, several young men and women came over.
The leader is a man in black with a gun on his back.
The man in black has a slightly burly figure and a look of disdain on his face!
The pupils of the Sword Sect disciples shrank: "Wu Zhan!"
The recognized number one among the younger generation of the three major sects, his gun skills have reached the gun embryo stage, and his cultivation is at the Earth Yin level!
Extremely strong!
At this time, Wu Zhan walked up to Mu Qingsi.
He looked at Mu Qingsi, his eyes full of aggression: "Are you the Mu Qingsi of the Hengjian Sect? Yes, you are indeed beautiful, I have fallen in love with you!"
Mu Qingsi's face suddenly darkened!
Just as she was about to say something, Wu Zhan stared at Mu Bei and the others next to her and said with sharp eyes: "You guys, stay away from her! Otherwise, don't blame me for being rude!"
Of the ten people participating in the sword sect's competition this time, only one woman, Qingsi, faced Wu Zhan's sharp eyes. Except for Mu Bei who didn't move, the others took a few steps back even though their expressions were gloomy!
They can't afford to offend Wu Zhan!
Not only is the opponent extremely powerful, he is also the direct disciple of the leader of the Zihong Sect, and has been designated as the next leader of the Zihong Sect!
Wu Zhan looked at Mu Bei.
Behind him, several other young men and women also looked at Mu Bei, all of them with unkind expressions.
Among them, a woman in a green skirt said: "Didn't you hear what Senior Brother Wu said? Are you still standing next to her?"
Mu Bei glanced at her sideways.
The woman in the green skirt looked cold: "What is your attitude?!"
Mu Bei looked at her and said helplessly: "Can you shut up and stop talking? What if you pass on your stupid brain to me? Can you bear this responsibility?"
Mu Qingsi was already ready to have a seizure, but when she heard Mu Bei's words, she burst into laughter!
The woman in the green skirt became angry with shame!
Wu Zhan walked straight to Mu Bei and looked at Mu Bei face to face. But just as he was about to say something, Mu Baisheng walked towards him.
"Wait for me!"
Looking sharply at Mu Bei, he turned and left.
The woman in the green skirt and others followed.
Mu Baisheng came back and asked, "What happened?"
Mu Beidao: "Nothing, Senior Sister Qingsi attracted a little fly."
Mu Qingsi was a little angry.
Mu Baisheng was stunned.
He glanced at Wu Zhan and others in the distance, and then talked to Mu Bei and others about the specific details of this competition.
The competition is held over two days, and the contestants draw lots to decide. The top three in the competition will receive some impressive rewards.
He asked Mu Bei and others to wait in the ring area, and then walked to the referee's seat.
There are three seats in the referee's seat. He sat on the seat on the right. In the other two seats, Yuan Xiangyang, the leader of the Changyuan Sect, and Liu Changjian, the leader of the Zihong Sect, sat respectively.
Mu Bei and others came to the arena and stood in the area for Sword Sect disciples divided by Zihong Sect.
The ten members of the Changyuan Sect and the ten members of the Zihong Sect were each standing in an area at this time.
Three sect competitions, each sect selects ten people to participate!
At this time, Mu Bei felt a sharp gaze falling on him. He turned his head and saw Wu Zhan staring at him coldly.
He glanced sideways at the other person, not bothering to respond.
The next moment, at the referee's table, Liu Changjian, the leader of the Zihong Sect, stood up, briefly explained the rules of the competition to everyone, and then loudly announced: "The competition begins!"
The list of contestants for the first round was quickly decided by drawing lots. The Grand Elder of Zihong Sect presided over the competition and announced the contestants for the first round of the first round.
Liu An of Changyuan Sect, Zhao Yan of Zihong Sect.
The two came on stage, briefly greeted each other and then started to fight. The winner was determined after a while.
Zhao Yansheng!
The competition continued, extremely fierce, and in a blink of an eye it was the fifth game of the first round.
"The Hengjian Sect's temple is wide, and the Zihong Sect's Wu Zhan!"
The great elder of the Zihong Sect announced loudly.
Whoosh!
Wu Zhan appears on the ring!
He stood on the ring, like a peerless battle spear. Before he even took action, a domineering gun power filled the air, making the air buzz with it!
For a moment, all eyes fell on him!
The eyes of everyone in the Zihong Sect were blazing, mixed with pride, admiration and awe!
Wu Zhan!
The pride of their Zihong Sect generation!
Even Liu Changjian, the leader of the Zihong Sect, looked at Wu Zhan with a look of pride on his face. This disciple of his is really outstanding!
Very proud of him!
"I...abstain!"
Temple Kuan said.
Liu Changjian smiled.
Win without fighting!
Yuan Xiangyang smiled and said: "Brother Liu really taught a good disciple. He won this competition just by his momentum. It's amazing!"
Liu Changjian laughed and said: "Brother Yuan, thank you, thank you!"
Saying this, the pride in his eyes could not be concealed.
Yuan Xiangyang said: "It is completely true that I have never received any awards!"
He continued: "And some people are a bit ugly. The disciples they teach don't even have the courage to stand on stage and fight. It's shameful!"
As he said that, he glanced at Mu Baisheng.
Mu Baisheng was not angry at all, but looked at him with concern: "Brother Yuan is right! By the way, Brother Yuan, last time I was so angry that my young disciple of the Sword Sect made me vomit blood. Are you feeling better now? I'm so good.
Would you like some blood-tonifying medicine? The effect is very good!"
Yuan Xiangyang said angrily subconsciously: "What are you vomiting blood? You obviously only vomited a little!"
As soon as he finished speaking, his expression froze, and his face suddenly turned a little livid!
Mu Baisheng glanced at him.
On the ring, Wu Zhan looked at Mu Bei coldly, and then walked off the ring like a king.
The great elder of the Zihong Sect smiled and announced the next comparison list.
The competition continues.
Soon, the first round of competition ended and came to the second round.
There are a total of fifteen people who have been promoted to the second round of competition. They are stronger and the battle is more intense.
Not long after, the competition came to the fourth game of the second round.
"Hengjian Sect Mubei, Zihong Sect Wu Zhan!"
The great elder of Zihong Sect announced.
Wu Zhan laughed!
The smile is very cold!
Next to him, the woman in the green skirt said with a cold face: "Senior brother, if he dares to take the stage, don't defeat him with one move and let him suffer a lot!"
Wu Zhan said: "You don't need to say anything!"
He jumped onto the ring and his sharp gaze fell directly on Mu Bei!
Mu Bei stepped onto the ring.
Wu Zhan stared at him like a wild beast: "It's a coincidence, isn't it? I hope you can be as strong and courageous as before and let me enjoy it to the fullest!"
As he said this, a fierce look flashed in his eyes!
At this time, the great elder of Zihong Sect announced: "Start!"
Wu Zhan stared at Mu Bei and said with a ferocious smile: "Come on, little ant..."
Mu Bei unleashed his sword-level sword power and summoned the god of swords to strike diagonally with his sword.
Keng!
The piercing sword cry echoed through the sky, and the sharp sword power instantly swept towards Wu Zhan.
Wu Zhan's expression changed with shock, and he put up his divine shield in a panic.
The next moment, the sword power fell on the divine shield!
With a click, the divine shield instantly fell apart, and the remaining power of the sword fell on Wu Zhan!
boom!
Wu Zhan flew out of the ring and fell to the ground, vomiting blood!